. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. Poor Stumah ! whom his least hallooCould send like lightning oer the dew,Bristles his crest, and points his ears,As if some stranger step he not a mourners muffled tread,Who comes to sorrow oer the headlong haste or deadly fearUrge the precipitate stand aghast : —unheeding henchman bursts into the hall;Before the dead mans bier he forth the Cross besmeared with blood ; The muster-place is Lanrick mead ;Speed forth the signal ! clansmen, speed ! XVIII. Ang
. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. Poor Stumah ! whom his least hallooCould send like lightning oer the dew,Bristles his crest, and points his ears,As if some stranger step he not a mourners muffled tread,Who comes to sorrow oer the headlong haste or deadly fearUrge the precipitate stand aghast : —unheeding henchman bursts into the hall;Before the dead mans bier he forth the Cross besmeared with blood ; The muster-place is Lanrick mead ;Speed forth the signal ! clansmen, speed ! XVIII. Angus, the heir of Duncans forth and seized the fatal haste the stripling to his sideHis fathers dirk and broadsword tied;But when he saw his mothers eyeWatch him in speechless agony,Back to her opened arms he flew,Pressed on her lips a fond adieu, — Alas ! she sobbed, — and yet be speed thee forth, like Duncans son !One look he cast upon the from his eye the gathering deep to clear his laboring breast, THE LADY OF THE LAKE. ^95. And tossed aloft his bonnet crest,Then, like the high-bred colt when, freed,First he essays his fire and speed,He vanished, and oer moor and mossSped forward with the Fiery was the widows tearWhile yet his footsteps she could hear;And when she marked the henchmans eye Wet with unwonted sympathy, Kinsman, she said, his race is run That should have sped thine errand on ; The oak has fallen, —the sapling bough Is all Duncraggans shelter now. Yet trust I well, his duty done, The orphans God will guard my son. — And you, in many a danger true,
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